There was a deep cut on Zhou Changsheng's chest, and blood kept flowing out.
Zhou Zishan hurried to Zhou Changsheng's side. He looked at Mo Long with hostility and said loudly, "First Elder, are you all right?"
"I won't die." Zhou Changsheng lowered his voice and said, "We can't get any benefits today. Let's go!"
After Zhou Changsheng finished speaking, all of them quickly rushed out of Xiao's Mansion. Mo Long said calmly, "You all stay in the mansion. Don't go out."
Red Rose asked, "What about you?"
"I'll go after him!" Mo Long said, "Since I'm here, I have to pay the price to go back."
After that, Mo Long rushed out of Xiao's Mansion.
That slash wasn't enough to kill Zhou Changsheng, but Zhou Changsheng didn't dare to continue fighting. He didn't want his wounds to tear again, and his injuries would only worsen. If he wasn't here, then everyone he brought with him today would be completely annihilated. So, he made a prompt decision and immediately led his people away.
They quickly fled in the direction of the city. As long as they could enter the city, they would basically be completely safe. After all, if masters of their level fought, they would make a lot of noise. No one dared to make such a big noise in the city.
Mo Long chased after him. He didn't even bother to conceal himself as he charged into the crowd like a bolt of lightning.
Zhou Changsheng's eyes flashed with anger, and he said angrily, "How dare you!"
After all, he was an expert at the Celestial Master level. Experts at the Celestial Master level were the top existences in any place. Even among the ancient martial arts sects with countless masters, Zhou Changsheng's strength was one of the top. According to his strength, if he went to a sect like the Fairy Sect, his cultivation was even enough to be the current leader. However, the strength of the Iron Fist Sect was too strong. It was ranked as the two strongest sects among the eight major sects, along with the Hundred Swords Sect. Even so, he was still the First Elder, and his strength and status were second only to the current leader of the Iron Fist Sect, Guan Wudi.
Zhou Changsheng wanted to fight, but Zhou Zishan said loudly, "Don't do it. Let me teach him a lesson!"
When Zhou Changsheng saw his Seventh Junior Brother rushing forward, he immediately shouted, "He's not weaker than you, and he has a Spirit Saber in his hand. Don't be careless!"
Zhou Zishan said, "Got it." Then, he threw a punch at Mo Long. Mo Long held the hilt of the saber expressionlessly. With a slash, Zhou Zishan screamed and one of his hands fell to the ground. Their strengths were originally about the same, but Mo Long had the advantage of the Spirit Saber. Naturally, he had the absolute upper hand!
Zhou Changsheng roared angrily and charged forward. Completely disregarding his own injuries, he punched out as well. This terrifying power actually sent Mo Long flying. As if he had been struck by lightning, Mo Long flew far away and fell to the ground. He rolled on the ground a few times, and because of this furious punch, the injury on Zhou Changsheng's chest became even more serious.
Zhou Changsheng supported Zhou Zishan and said angrily, "If I hadn't been careless before, I definitely wouldn't have lost to a junior!"
Zhou Changsheng's heart was full of regret. Previously, he had been too careless in the Xiao Mansion. He didn't expect that Mo Long was also holding a Spirit Weapon in his hand. On the other hand, the strength of the others was also beyond his expectations. Although they weren't a fatal threat to him, he was still careless and let them take advantage of him. That was why Mo Long had the opportunity to seriously injure him.
Mo Long got up from the ground and spat out a mouthful of blood. However, he still stood up shakily.
"Celestial Master is indeed powerful. If you had taken me seriously at that time, even if I had a Spirit Weapon in my hand, I would definitely not be your opponent."
Zhou Changsheng asked the disciples to support Zhou Zishan, who was screaming in pain. As he used his hand to cover his bleeding chest, he said coldly, "It's good that you know."
Mo Long said, "However, being arrogant is also a weakness of yours. Even a lion will use its full strength to capture a rabbit. As an expert from an ancient martial arts sect, you are full of yourself and look down on us outsiders. Even when facing so many of us, you still don't care. It is normal for you to be defeated like this."
Zhou Changsheng laughed coldly and said, "I will remember this experience. When I recover from my injuries, I will definitely come back to take revenge."
Mo Long's tone was calm as he said, "When your injuries are healed, I will definitely not be your opponent. Even if everyone in the Xiao Clan were to join forces, they might not be your opponent. So, there is no need for you to return today."
Zhou Changsheng looked at Mo Long coldly and asked, "You want to kill me?"
"I want to kill you!"
Zhou Changsheng said in a deep voice, "You should know that I am a Celestial Master. No matter how strong you are, as long as you are not a Celestial Master, you are like an ant in front of a Celestial Master! Do you know how big the gap between you and a Celestial Master is? The gap between a person who has not reached the Celestial Master and a Celestial Master is like the gap between an acquired master and an inborn master! "
"I know. That's why you looked down on us just now. You even thought that we could not hurt you." Mo Long took a deep breath and suppressed the surge of blood that had just been hit. Then he said in a deep voice, "But today, I want to kill you. I must kill you!"
With that, Mo Long suddenly seemed to disappear. Zhou Changsheng frowned slightly and his eyes revealed a dignified look. He knew that Mo Long was still standing there. The reason why he had the feeling that Mo Long had disappeared was that there was only the Spirit Saber in front of him at this time, and there was no Mo Long.
In other words, Mo Long was the saber!
Zhou Changsheng thought to himself. This person was still in the Breaking The Void Realm, not even a half-step Celestial Master. However, his understanding of the saber was something that only a Celestial Master level saber user could have. Even the Mad Saber Sect's comprehension of saber techniques might not be better than his. This person was really a genius in saber techniques, a real peerless saber user!
Zhou Changsheng put away the contempt in his heart. If he was in his heyday, it would not be difficult to kill Mo Long. However, he had lost too much blood now, and his body was obviously a little weak. His strength had been greatly reduced. In addition, he had suffered a loss due to his carelessness. Therefore, he knew that if he did not take it seriously, he was afraid that he would suffer a second time in front of this person.
Zhou Changsheng released the hand that was covering his wound, completely ignoring the bleeding wound. He took a step forward, and a crazy aura instantly enveloped Mo Long. The terrifying aura almost froze the space. Then, he directly punched Mo Long through the air.
This punch contained all the subtleties of Zhou Changsheng's fist technique. Although he could only exert 20-30% of his strength now, even if he faced a half-step Celestial Master powerhouse, his opponent might not be able to escape unscathed.
Just as Mo Long had said before, even a lion would use all its strength to catch a rabbit. This time, he did not dare to hold back in the slightest.
Mo Long closed his eyes. This was the biggest challenge he had faced in his life. Under his saber, between him and his opponent, one of them would definitely have their soul broken.
This was the saber that would break the soul of his opponent. Perhaps it would break his own soul!
Mo Long closed his eyes and did not even look. Then, the saber in his hand finally began to unsheathe.
No one could describe how terrifying this peerless saber was. No one could describe the concept of this saber. This saber had reached the limit of saber techniques. There seemed to be thousands of changes in it, but the thousands of changes finally merged into one, turning into only one kind of change. That was the indomitable will of not caring about one's life. That was the determination to cut off all means of retreat and sink the boat. That was the determination to cut through the sky. Even if it was a prehistoric beast in front of him, he would mercilessly cut it in half!
Once the saber was drawn, the soul would be broken!
If it was not the soul of the enemy, then it would be his own soul.
Between Mo Long and Zhou Changsheng, one of them would die!
In the Xiao's Mansion, everyone felt a kind of frightening power coming from not far away. There was fist intent and saber intent in it!
Dumbass asked, "Who will win?"
Six Fingers shook his head and said, "It's hard to say. Zhou Changsheng is too powerful. Few people in the world can defeat him. If he was at his peak, even two Mo Long would not be a match for him. Today, Zhou Changsheng was seriously injured. But now, he is injured. If a Celestial Master cultivator fights with his life, the result will be unpredictable. "
Dumbass said impatiently, "Just tell me who has a higher chance of winning."
Six Fingers said, "Zhou Changsheng … If the two of them fight with all their strength, Mo Long's chance of winning is very small."
Drunken Top also said, "That Zhou Changsheng's strength is truly too f * cking amazing. I've never met an opponent as strong as him before."
Everyone's heart sank when they heard that.
Red Rose said, "Why don't we go and help?"
Six Fingers shook his head and said, "How arrogant is Mo Long? His arrogance is no less than the Sect Master's. If we help someone like him, no matter if we win or lose, I'm afraid it will become a knot in his heart for the rest of his life. To him, it will be more painful than death. "
Everyone was silent again.
Liu Zhen sighed and said, "Six Fingers is right. We can't help. You can't imagine what kind of person Mo Long is. He is the toughest macheteman in the world. As long as he has a saber in his hand, he will fight with everything he has. Either his opponent dies, or he dies. At a time like this, he will not allow us to help. "
Miyamoto Shinji frowned and said, "I feel …"
Liu Zhen asked, "What do you feel?"
Miyamoto Shinji suddenly sat on the ground and meditated quietly. The others looked at Miyamoto Shinji in surprise, and then their eyes showed some relief. Miyamoto Shinji was about to make a breakthrough in his saber intent and fist intent.
The others were also comprehending the essence of their own martial arts in the midst of these two terrifying essences, seeking a breakthrough.
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